Jayden Cavaloi

                                    

                                          
Hey people reading this story! If your wondering why I promise to upload, then don't upload for a month I really have not too much of a explanation. I've quite honestly, run out of original ideas. That's why your here to give feed back and suggestions that I will use. Without further ado,Jayden Cavaloi.
                          
I walked in the mall, passing several stores for groceries and random items. A teenager walked passed, man. He was dirty. Oil stains on his face, shins and shirt. Grease and grime rubbed into his curly mash of hair and a small scrape on the edge of his thin jawline. Despite his....stains, he grinned maniacally as if someone had duck taped his face and he had left it there. His tool belt was empty and hung from his waist loosely, clinging for dear life. A small picture was stuffed unevenly in his pocket, showing a scrunched gingery haired girl. I frowned in confusion, what has he been up to? Perhaps he got a promotion? His clothes look like he's worked....maybe has he mur- no one is murdering anyone in the mall. I frowned and continued walking to the correct grocery store.
                          
I strolled by in the aisle, wheeling my cart. Several spices, sugars and salts filled the shelves. I looked at the sea salt, peering through a gap in the aisle line I saw the grimy boy. He was laughing, swishing his head up and smacking the boys in front of him, both of them simultaneously saying "Ow."  I shuffled through the hole in the shelf and peered further. The boys were obviously identical twins, mischievous smirks on their faces. Looking away, I saw the product I needed and snatched it into my cart. I peered into the space again and heard a squelch and a shriek. Out of instincts I turned around, slamming my face on the item and smashing the small bottle to the floor before jumping back and stumbling away. Out of the aisle hall, milk was leaking on the floor. I ran around and saw the trio. The dirty clothing that smelled of a garage was now cloaked in cold milk. They were covered in masses of milk, painting everything white. Oh my. "Idiots" I mumbled under my breath before glaring at them and stalking off to a cash register.
                          
I stowed all the items on the rotating bench (no idea what's it's actually called) and kept a stiff smile on my face for the sake of politeness. "Excuse me..I glanced at the the cashiers name tag :Ally, there are three customers that have spilt milk all over the floor in the dairy aisle, umm.....I think you should notify your manager?" I pointed my fingers in the general direction of almost, machine worker looking teen and the twins. And as I pointed,  I heard a shriek of anger and hysterical laughter from the shelving aisle. 
"Leo, are you REALLY SURE THAT IT IS acceptable TO SPILL UN-BOUGHT MILK IN A MARKET!?" A female voice questioned, obviously restraining from strangling someone.
Dead silence....then a wide eyed scream as the voice of the oiled 'Leo' ran for his life, while a freckled and gingery haired girl running in a white elegant dress, barked after him. 'Calypso'  hands were out stretched in attempt to grab the guy supposedly Leo. I saw them run off into the distance. What the actual heck. Still echoing the cries of mercy from Leo as he runs from the most dangerous thing he's fought.
                          
Simple, not that fluffy but. It's the best I could do for a few months. HAPPY NEW YEAR! Stay safe! Hope you had a marvellous Christmas/Holiday. I'll be uploading more soon...I hope.